Chapter 171 The Saint is a Man

There was no light in the room, so it was a little dark.

Lu Chaochao was lying in the crack of the door, his vision was a little blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

Lu Jinghuai has a good appearance, and he is dressed particularly handsomely today, looking like a handsome young man.

He opened the curtain and called out in a low voice: "Saint Lady Jingli?"

The voice was trembling slightly, with some excitement and some excitement.

Saint Lady Jingli seemed a little drunk and responded softly, "Mr. Lu...Mr. Lu?" She seemed to be drunk and there was a spot of pink on her face.

Her hair was a little messy and fell on one side of her face.

Her eyes were hazy, and she looked at Lu Jinghuai faintly, as if they contained thousands of spring waters.

Lu Jinghuai's throat tightened and his face turned slightly red.

"Saint Jingli, would Jing Huai help you drink some sobering tea?" he said softly, walked forward and poured a cup of tea, gently holding the saint's shoulders.

The saint's breath was as fragrant as orchid, her shoulders were slightly exposed, and her smooth skin made Lu Jinghuai blush.

The saint had a very beautiful appearance and an air of immortality about her, just like the mysterious lady who had descended from the sky.

At this moment, it feels like a fairy has fallen into the mortal world.

Saint Lady Jingli drank a cup of tea from his hand.

Lu Jinghuai held her waist. The saint seemed a little dizzy and leaned on his shoulder.

Lu Jinghuai's heart was beating like thunder.

"Why are you always so attentive to me?" the saint muttered, her eyes already unfocused and a little blurry.

"Are you this attentive to all women?"

"Um?"

Lu Jinghuai said seriously: "Of course not."

"I... I like the Saint. I only show my affection to Jingli!" Lu Jinghuai had a firm look on his face, staring at Saint Jingli with infatuated eyes.

"Have you written love poems for other women?"

"No, Jinghuai only wrote it for Jingli." Lu Jinghuai said in a low voice, quite sincere.

"Haha..." Saint Lady Jingli sneered.

"In two days, you will get married and marry someone else."

"You are holding me and telling me sweet words while preparing to get married. Lu Jinghuai, do you still want to enjoy the happiness of having many wives?" Saint Jingli took out a stack of letter papers from her arms. These were all love poems written by Lu Jinghuai for her.

"I didn't!" Lu Jinghuai suddenly sat up straight.

"It was my parents' order and the matchmaker's words that I have never loved her!" Lu Jinghuai held Saint Jingli's hand and looked at Jingli infatuatedly.

"Jing Li, don't you know my feelings?"

"I won't marry her. I already have a love in my heart, and I can't have room for anyone else. I know you are of noble status, and I don't dare to hope to marry you."

"But my position as your legal wife will always be reserved for you."

Lu Jinghuai's eyes turned red and tears welled up in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain countless emotions. That look seemed to rush towards you, making it impossible to resist.

"Jing Li, I don't dare to ask for your response, so let me humbly admire you, okay?"

"Being able to see Jing Li's smile from afar is my greatest joy."

His warm hand stroked Jing Li's brow.

"Don't frown all the time, Jingli, be happy. Jinghuai will feel bad..."

Saint Jingli looked at him steadily, her red lips slightly parted.

"Everyone respects me and honors me. Even the Emperor of Western Yue dares not offend me. Only you are willing to open your true feelings to me..." Jing Li frowned slightly, and her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was moved.

“People kneel when they see me, praying that I can communicate with the gods and bring peace to the world.”

“But no one asked me if I was happy…”

"Mr. Lu, you are the first one."

The Holy Maiden Jingli smiled, which was already very charming and attractive, and at this moment it made Lu Jinghuai stunned.

The index finger of Saint Jingli is slender, white, tender and long.

Her hand gently covered Lu Jinghuai's hand, and was actually a few inches bigger than Lu Jinghuai's hand.

Lu Jinghuai's breathing became slightly heavy.

Swallowing gently.

His palms trembled slightly, and he turned over and sat on Jing Li's legs.

As he got closer, he could almost smell the orchid fragrance of Saint Jingli, and their breaths intertwined...

Saint Jingli asked: "No matter what I look like, will you still love me as before?"

The ambiguity in the air becomes thicker.

Yu Shu wanted to cover Lu Chaochao's eyes, but was reluctant to give up the gossip that was about to be in his hands.

Lu Jinghuai was nervous: "Of course. No matter what Jing Li is like, in my heart, she is an unattainable goddess."

Lu Jinghuai raised his hand and gently unbuttoned Jingli's clothes.

Lu Jinghuai concealed the sharpness in his eyes.

"Jing Huai must give the Saint an explanation and give her the title of Saint."

"Saint, please leave a thought for Jinghuai..." Lu Jinghuai pulled Saint Jingli into his arms, and his breathing gradually became disordered.

Lu Jinghuai's hands were shaking. Once a woman lost her innocence, wouldn't she be at the mercy of the man?

Jingli is of noble status, so what?

Women should submit to men!

Lu Jinghuai's hands moved around, but Saint Jingli looked at him with a smile.

"You like me no matter what I am like?"

"Then... you should not be afraid." The saint smiled slightly, with a cunning light in her eyes.

Saint Jingli grabbed Lu Jinghuai's hand and reached into his crotch.

Lu Jinghuai looked slightly happy.

But before the ecstasy reached his eyes, the smile on his face slowly froze.

His expression was shocked and he even wanted to step back.

He looked at Saint Jingli in horror, as if he had seen a ghost! !

"You! You!!" Lu Jinghuai stammered in fear and couldn't utter a word. His face was pale and looked like a human being.

"What you have, I have too..."

"Brother Jinghuai..." The cold words that came out of those red lips made Lu Jinghuai feel like he was falling to the bottom of a valley.

"Brother Jinghuai, didn't we agree that no matter what I look like, I will always love me as before?"

"Why is Brother Jing Huai shaking like a sieve? Is he too excited?"

"Are you feeling inferior because you don't have as much as me?" Saint Lady Jingli let go of his hand, covered her mouth and chuckled.

Lu Jinghuai stepped back as if he had seen a ghost, looking more frightened and uneasy than ever before.

Oh shit!

Oh shit! !

Damn it. Damn it.

How come Saint Jingli is a man! ! !

He sent love letters, wrote sour poems, flirted and expressed his affection every day, but the other party turned out to be a grown man! !

He looked at his hands, they were dirty!

Lu Jinghuai turned around suddenly and wanted to escape, but the door didn't move at all and couldn't be opened at all.

"Why did Brother Jinghuai leave? Jingli must be so sad... Could it be that he dislikes Jingli because he is a man?" Jingli's smile was as sweet as a silver bell, and these words scared Lu Jinghuai so much that he trembled all over.

"Since we are here, how can we not entertain Brother Jing Huai?"

Saint Lady Jingli clapped her hands, and three burly men walked out from behind the screen.

Lu Jinghuai's face suddenly turned pale and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Saint, please be magnanimous and forgive Jing Huai. It was Jing Huai who was blind and didn't recognize the great man. It was Jing Huai who shouldn't have had such evil intentions..."

Saint Lady Jingli sneered, her eyes full of disdain.

"Entertain my guests well."

With a creak, the door opened.

With a thud, Lu Chaochao fell from the threshold.

Saint Lady Jingli picked her up with one hand and said with a smile, "Little one, what follows is not suitable for children..." Then she carried her out of the courtyard.

Inside the house, screams were heard.

This was Lu Jinghuai's biggest Waterloo in his history of flirting with girls, and also the most difficult path he had ever taken.